poor family young gentleman

Not long after the group returned home, the furniture was also delivered. When the delivery ox cart drove into the village, it inevitably caused another wave of commotion. Aiming at the problem of Yin Huanyang and his wife's wanton purchases, the idle villagers three to five Crowds gathered together and chattered, and some of them went to Wan Kui's house with malicious intentions to sow discord, which made Wan Jiang's mother and son hate and angry. I ran to find something.

It is impossible for Yin Huanyang and his wife to know the things outside, and they probably don't want to know too much. The furniture was unloaded in the yard, and Huzi and others helped them move the bed and cabinets into the house. They were taken into the kitchen by Chuntao and Erwa. Seeing that they only bought white rice and flour, they couldn't help shaking their heads. No one in the village dared to eat only these fine grains, but they didn't say much, after all, they It's your own money, isn't it?

No matter how good their relationship is, they are just outsiders. The 13-year-old is already ignorant of the governor's age, so it's not even that small.

"Thanks to your help, let's stay and have dinner together."

After installing the bed and cabinet, Feng Jiye didn't rush to pack those big packages, he pulled a brand new chair and sat down.

"No, the family is still waiting. If there is nothing else, we will go back first."

Both Huzi and Tie Zhu wiped the sweat from their foreheads, grinning and rejected his kindness, not because they didn't want to stay, but because they both knew that they had a good appetite and didn't want to eat too much food from them, so they always wanted to help them save money. little bit.

"Okay then, each of you has a pack of these candies, and take them home for the children at home to eat."

With Feng Jiye's shrewdness, how could he fail to see what they were thinking?

He didn't force them to stay, Feng Jiye got up and found a dusty package and stuffed it to them without any explanation.

"This…"

Hu Zi foolishly hugged the package, not knowing what to do, Tie Zhu was more simple and honest than him, and even more undecided, Feng Jiye pushed the package again: "Don't be polite to me, I really don't have the energy to slow down. Slow to convince you."

After a whole day of tossing, let alone his weak body, an ordinary Kun would not be able to bear it to some extent.

"Okay then, thank you Brother Ye."

Seeing that he really looked like he might faint at any time, the two had no choice but to accept the candy.

"Brother Yang, Brother Ye, the rice has been prepared for you, you can cook something yourself later."

At the same time, Chuntao and Erwa also walked in one after another.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

"It's not troublesome, Brother Ye, don't be polite to us, do you need to organize the things in those packages for you?"

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw several large cloth packages piled up on the bed, and Chuntao made a gesture to roll up her sleeves to help.

"No need, we can clean it up later."

The things inside are not invisible, most of them are small practical things, but Feng Jiye planned to take some things out of the storage compartment at night, and after tidying them up by themselves, they saw him so they could say that they bought them together in the county.

"Okay, it's getting late, we should go back."

Chuntao didn't force her, they looked at each other and turned to leave one after another. Before going out, Huzi turned around again and said, "Brother Yang, shall we go hunting in the mountains tomorrow?"

"what?"

Yin Huanyang, who was teasing his son, raised his head and looked at them blankly, but Feng Jiye said with a smile, "Take a rest tomorrow, we are tired enough for the past two days."

"Alright, then we..."

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Before they could finish speaking, a polite question suddenly sounded outside. They looked at each other, and walked out together under the leadership of Feng Jiye. The sky had not yet completely darkened. A slender figure stood outside the courtyard gate, with a little blush on his overly delicate face, as if he was a little embarrassed.

"Brother Ye, it's Wanyun, the child of the Lizheng family's brother who died young, and he's as old as us."

Recognizing who it was at a glance, Hu Zi leaned into Feng Jiye's ear and whispered.

"Ah."

Nodding his head, Feng Jiye walked towards him: "Is there something wrong?"

While asking, Feng Jiye sized him up calmly. The other person was Kun, who was relatively slender and handsome. His cheeks were rosy and cute, but his eyes showed a little defensiveness and timidity. Like a frightened little rabbit, to be honest, Feng Jiye doesn't like to associate with this type of people the most, because they often have a natural halo of the Virgin, and he, who insists on life and death, just does it when he doesn't accept it. There are two very different types of people who show no mercy.

"Uncle asked me to give you a new household registration."

Saying that, Wanyun took out a brand new piece of paper folded in half and offered it with both hands.

"It's work."

After receiving the household registration certificate, Feng Jiye unfolded it and found that the owner of the household is Huanyang, he is his young master, and the little bun has not registered yet: "Thank you, Uncle Lizheng, sorry, the house is too messy, so I can't invite you in." Sit down."

"No, it's okay."

Wan Yun waved his hands nervously, looked past him to see Yin Huanyang and the others who came out, and blushed: "I, I'll go back first."

After stuttering, Wan Yun turned around and ran out, Feng Jiye blinked, why was he being shy?Could it be that there is someone he likes here?

"Yeye, I have this too."

"what?"

Feng Jiye was a bit overwhelmed, and Yin Huanyang didn't explain, and ran back to the house with the child in his arms, took out two crumpled papers from the coarse linen clothes he changed yesterday, and ran back: "Hey, this. "

"... "

Marriage letter? !

Seeing clearly what was written on the paper he handed over, the corners of Feng Jiye's mouth twitched, he would have forgotten about exchanging the deed of marriage for a marriage certificate a few days ago until he took it out.

"Brother Ye, let's go back first."

While talking, Huzi and the others walked over pushing the cart, Feng Jiye casually put away the household registration and marriage certificate: "Okay, go back and take a bath and have a good rest."

"Ah."

Grinning and nodding, several people stepped out of their yard one after another. The gate had broken down long before it could be repaired, and Feng Jiye didn't bother to take care of it. After coaxing Yin Huanyang back to the house, he quietly summoned the Shu King and let him temporarily guard the gate for them. .